My Automatic Action

She moved fast, as he turned she seemed to almost follow him like the moon revolved around the earth. He knit his brows as she appeared in front of him once more. Now she had his attention though, only because she wanted it. Noir wasn’t incredibly perceptive but her attention caught him. If there was anything that the young man wanted it was attention, and he’d been starved of it recently.

”Survive.” He told her cryptically as he came to a halt, blue and lavender gaze focused on her and her tiny frame. She would have been more fun if she was afraid of him, but maybe this turn to interest would make for some fun too. She seemed just as alone as he was. ”Someone taking care of you that you can focus so heavily on fun?” Noir asked her, his tone oddly flat but carrying his subtle insult. Also a ploy to see if she had anyone around to upset if he upset her.